Chapter 20. Peter – Friday.
Covered in sun block and otherwise naked as suggested, Peter headed to the depot at 8.00 on Friday morning. He was a few minutes late and the yard was almost empty. Sheltering from the sun under the porch were two people. Patricia, an A/C engineer he had trained a year ago and Belinda Murphy Director of the new combined company, the “Wild Energy Partnership”. Both were naked, at least Belinda Murphy was. Patricia was wearing a full engineering tool belt similar to his.
Peter climbed down from the cab feeling embarrassed at being naked in front of one of the top bosses of the company, and silently telling himself how stupid that was. ‘Good morning Ms Murphy, Patricia.’ he said, forcing a sound of confidence into his voice.
‘Good morning Peter, please call me Belinda, it’s silly being formal when we are all nude.’
‘Thank you Belinda, please call me Pete.’
Patricia brushed her flame red hair out of her eyes and looked him up and down grinning, ‘Hi Pete, I’m glad it is you with us this morning.’ She was beautifully, deeply, tanned with no hint of lines but looked really natural with paler areas under her arms, and between her thighs indicating that she worked naked and did not spend much time sunbathing. She looked very fit with small conical breasts and firm muscle tones.’ She sported a neatly trimmed full bush which matched her the hair both on her unshaved underarms and her head.
‘The rest of the working party have already left, we waited for you so we could guide you to the site. Lets get going,’ Belinda went to the passenger door of Peter’s truck and opened it, waving to Patricia to get in first.
Climbing back into the driver’s seat Peter found Patricia removing her tool belt and settling into the middle one of the three cab seats.
Patricia noticed him looking and smiled, moving slightly to let him see better. ‘Do you like what you see Peter?’
‘Oh yes much nicer than the boiler suit outfit you wore last time I saw you.’
‘You strip down pretty well yourself.’ Patricia gazed openly at his crotch taking in his partially extended penis in it’s blond curls and his golden chest hair and looked more casually at the rest of his body.
‘Belinda buckled herself into the cab, ‘Shall we get going,’ she said with a laugh. ‘you can admire each other’s bodies later on.’ She turned towards Peter raised her arms and and opened her legs to display her body better. ‘Not bad for a 45 year old?’ She said smiling.
Peter followed her invitation and carefully looked her up and down. She was fit and toned with swimmers shoulders and thighs. ‘Gorgeous,’ he said with an embarrassed smile.
‘Thank you Peter, I’ve been mostly naked all my adult life. I graduated 23 years ago from Blanke Schande where I dumped all concept of body shame. After a short time in LA where I mostly had to be dressed. I moved to Cedarcrest, near BSC where I could be naked almost 24/7. It was there I founded the Wild Pools Company which fitted with my lifestyle.’
Taking in this history and further adjusting to the nudity surrounding him Peter started the truck and headed out of the trading estate.
Belinda gave him directions. ‘Head out on East Lake Drive, about five miles out of town we will then turn up into the hills, it’s about fifteen miles altogether.’
During the drive Belinda talked some more about The Wild Pool Company and how she had decided to expand to a new area where the clothing optional lifestyle was developing and how the collaboration with David Mc Alastair came about. She also told Patricia and Peter what the day was for. In addition to commissioning the energy systems of complex, not a particularly onerous task, the staff of the two companies would get to know one another in an informal setting.
Some time after turning off the highway onto a rural road winding up into the hills they came to a large area with young green growth sprouting through blackened earth. There were dead and burned tree tree trunks everywhere and even the charred ruins of a couple of houses. It was all the result of wildfires two years earlier. ‘Is that why this new complex has built this big lake and a built in fire fighting system that we are to commission today,’ asked Patricia.
‘That’s right. They had just started building when that fire happened. Fortunately the wind changed and it stopped half a mile short of their boundary. They were very lucky. The lake became essential to the insurance cover if they were to complete the project and we were brought in.’
The road wound up into the hills, sometimes going down again a little. They rounded a bluff and the view opened out below them. Through some trees they could see a small lake with a large house and a series of smaller buildings aligned along the lake shore.
‘That’s the place, take the next drive on the left.’ Belinda told Peter. The road wound up and down again through dense woodland until they came to a pair of rustic timber gates with an arching sign over them Oak Lodge Farm was spelled out in rustic letters. They had a romantic fantasy design and were made from of rustic round poles with the bark still on. They were hung incongruously on imposing brick pillars crowned with mythical statues from an earlier era.
The gates were guarded by two boys in their early teens each armed with a long heavy staff. One was tall with long straw blond hair and a stetson hat. The other was dark haired with a long plaited pigtail and an eagles feather in a striped headband. Both wore combat boots and were otherwise naked, they were both deeply tanned all over.
‘Halt who goes there’ the slightly older dark one called.
Peter wound down his window. ‘Nustock air con to work on your system.’
The blond boy spoke into an old fashioned walkie talkie radio. He nodded to the other boy and they each opened one of the the gates. They then stood to attention and saluted before waving the truck through.
Beyond the gates a weedy and pitted gravel drive continued through the woods emerging into a wide open space which appeared to have been recently cleared of trees. The drive continued across this space ending in a circle in front of the main house. On a bluff 100 yards away, also devoid of trees, stood a big wind turbine surrounded by a large array of PV panels.
Another naked teenager in combat boots, a girl this time with long brown hair topped by a black beret, pointed them with her staff towards a courtyard around the side where several other trucks with either the “Wild Pool Company” or the “Nustock Air con” logos on them were parked. Beyond the courtyard the track continued downhill until it disappeared into the water of the lake which came almost up to the house.
Just as they were alighting from the truck an elderly man, with a long gray hair and a shaggy beard emerged from a side door. He was barefoot and sported a deep all over tan. ‘Good morning Belinda, it’s great to see you in the flesh after all these yeas.’
Belinda replied laughing, ‘you always did like the flesh didn’t you Robert. Your flesh looks pretty good too.’ she turned to her companions. ‘Robert taught me business studies at BSC and looked at my flesh every day for three years, but it’s the first time I’ve seen his.
‘Robert these are two of my new colleagues who install air-Con.’
Robert held out his hand and there were introductions all round. ‘The rest of your party is on the terrace so I’ll let you get on. I will join you all for lunch later.’
Robert went back indoors and they walked round the house to a wide terrace with an awning where the rest of the “Wild Energy” party was assembled. They were mingling with residents and chatting about the work to be done. Below the terrace an artificial beach sloped down into the new lake. There was a small crowd of children and adults swimming and splashing in the shallows. Nobody was wearing clothing whether in the water or on the terrace.
David Mc Alastair Peter’s employer directed him and Patricia to the task of testing and commissioning the installations in the new cabins ranged along the lake shore. There were three of these all distinctively different but built in the same rustic style with wide overhanging porches. Nearest the main house KidZone, next to it were two guest cabins named xxxxx. 50 yards further along the shore was a larger cabin with no sign.
Peter and Patricia were directed to the furthest cabin, a rustic round house with a recently planted sedum roof. They set to work in a small lean-to around the back.
‘I’ve not worked on one of these before, is it a ground source heat pump?’ asked Patricia.
‘Yes a reversible one that cools and heats. In this case it gets it’s cooling from the lake rather than the ground.’ Peter had been briefed in a WhatsApp the previous night. ‘Power comes from these batteries which are charged from the solar array and wind turbine on the hill. The community is completely self contained.’
Sitting on crates outside during a break for water Patricia commented on Peter’s laid back attitude and the way he worked hard to keep eye contact with her. ‘You can look you know.’
Peter, who had indeed been avoiding staring at her body as they worked, now looked down at her.
Her small breasts were beautifully rounded with large conical nipples. They were covered with dust and bits of dried grass as was the rest of her where she had been lying on the ground to reach an outside valve. Belinda dusted herself down with a laugh, she was sitting facing him with her legs open at around 30° giving a good view of her pudenda with neat compact labia and large clitoral hood which was pierced showing two small gold “keeper” balls one above the other. Overall she was beautiful, wildly natural and confident.
Patricia said ‘You are so different from a year ago. Then you stared at my body and tented your pants in a lewd way. I had my pants pulled up tight to create a camel toe and this seemed to really turn you on. What were you thinking about?’
Peter thought of Patricia as she was when he was teaching her the basics of A/C maintenance a year earlier. He had fancied her and imagined her naked but thought he had managed to keep it professional. He never saw her outside work so didn’t know how she dressed then but here hair cut was stylish and she left several top buttons of her boiler suit undone showing a curve of unsupported breast.
Peter blushed realizing his restrained a year ago was not as effective as he had told himself. He confessed, ‘I was wondering whether you were wearing panties under your boiler suit.’
She laughed. ‘I never wore anything under that suit, it was warm weather and the one garment was more than enough.’ After a pause she added, ‘Now you seem very shy as though you don’t know where to look.’
Peter gave a wry laugh, ‘I probably don’t, the last week has been a real steep learning curve since Sara walked out on me at a party last Saturday and then the change came in the company.’ After a pause he added ‘My trouble was too great an interest in what was under a skirt. I’ve been working hard on myself to cure this now I really don’t know where to look or what to think.’
‘Relax and let your thoughts roam, and if you pop a little wood now and then I won’t be offended, it’s pretty flattering really.’ Patricia was still laughing.
They continued setting up the systems and Peter made a point of NOT avoiding looking at Patricia’s beautiful breasts with their lovely nipples, or her neat pudenda with it’s minimalist gold bar bell. The most difficult was when she was also looking at him especially because she frequently looked lustfully hard at his penis seemingly assessing how aroused he was. Not that he was aroused, he was too scared.
Half way through the morning the heat became unbearable and after a water break Patricia removed her belt and running across the grass plunged into the lake. Peter followed gaining all kinds of relief from the cool water, Patricia then proceeded to splash him energetically and pull him under. Whilst in the lake he became aroused again but managed to regain control before coming out.
After drying off in the sun they continued working and he tried to look at her properly without embarrassment, but still found it hard. When he could observe Patricia more discreetly he found it easier to look. The best of these looking opportunities was when she climbed onto the green roof to adjust the sprinkler system that was to water it, and at higher pressure, prevent it burning in the event of a wild fire.
As she climbed the ladder he was able to enjoy a great view of her whole pudenda which seemed to be highly aroused. As he admired this he started to get hard, his penis was really throbbing.
At that moment Patricia looked round over her shoulder saw him and burst out laughing. ‘Caught you! Wow what a wonderful erection you have!’ when she had calmed down she added. ‘If I was available, which I am not, I could really enjoy that. It’s beautiful.’
Peter felt flattered but his erection went down almost instantly. He lead the way to another plunge into the lake as soon as Patricia was safely on the ground again.
On completing the job on all three cabins and making sure both cooling, heating and fire sprinklers worked as they should they joined the others, both Wild Energy employees, and members of the Oak Lodge community.
Lunch was served by two older teenagers, on the terrace in front of the main house. It consisted of a magnificent cold spread washed down with oak Lodge cider and home made lemonade.
The founder and owner of Nustock Air Con was married to a BSC graduate Melanie who ran the marketing for the company. Peter had only seen her in a company gathering and had never had a conversation with her. She was at BSC with Belinda who owned The Wild Pools Co. When Nustock went CO this connection became relevant and the two women, One in Nustock and the other in Cedarcrest near BSC which was on Indian land and had been CO for many years, visited each other and the idea of working together was born.
They had only just started eating when Melanie Mc Alastair appeared around the corner of the house. She was stunning, tall and beautifully formed with medium sized breasts showing just a little sag but her perfect smooth tanned skin and upright professional posture screamed “class”. Melanie was wearing a jeweled gold belt and matching heeled open sandals. A wide gold necklace with a diamond filigree pendant hung down between her breasts and she had a matching genital broach on a clit piercing to complete her outfit.
Belinda leaped out of her seat to welcome her, ‘At last we get to meet in the flesh again after how many years is it?’
‘Too many, since BSC.’ They embraced with a sustained hug punctuated by a series of quick kisses some full on the lips. When they had separated Belinda looked her up and down, ‘Wow you are beautiful, the years have done you proud.’ She then squatted down to excitedly examine Melanie’s jeweled clit decoration. ‘You are wearing it OMG it’s beautiful even better than the WhatsApp picture. The three stones nestle above your clit perfectly. Is it really stimulating?’
‘it certainly helps especially when I’m dressed and want a bit of discreet relief I only have to wriggle a bit in my pants and *** .’
‘I like your discreet henna pattern,’ Belinda added.
‘Do you? I thought of making it a tattoo but am having cold feet. What do you think?’
David Mc Alastair her husband chipped in. ‘Show your jewel around Melanie. Now we have gone CO we need to encourage the team to dress up a bit.’ He added to the assembled gathering ‘I gave the pin to Melanie for her birthday.’
Melanie paraded around the group offering each a view. Peter looked with everybody else despite a feeling of embarrassment. He was unable to prevent his penis stiffening but managed to ignore it. This was aided by the fact that many people, women as well as men were also showing considerable arousal. Patricia gave Peter the thumbs up on seeing his arousal and he acknowledged her with a wink.
The teenager who had just arrived with a tray of salad stopped and stared. He quickly grew a totally rigid and pulsating erection much to the amusement of his friend who grabbed it and rubbed herself against it. She pulled back ‘Not now Mike save it for me for later.’ she laughed as she dragged him back towards the kitchen.
After this interlude Peter met and talked to so many of the new company that he became pretty confused. There were four people who worked for ‘Wild Pools’ in Cedarcrest and were helping setting up the Nustock operation. There were two senior Nustock A/C people who were going to move to Cedarcrest and eight new recruits who were going to work in one new enterprise on the other. There was also a presentation from Robert a senior member of the Oak Lodge Farm Cooperative about their community and its philosophy.
Encouraged by Patricia who gave him feedback in the form of discreet nods, winks frowns and grins, Peter worked on learning how to look openly and properly at people of both sexes. Observing their bodies and body language without being too shy or staring too much. This happened during the lunch and lectures. It continued afterwards when things quickly became less formal with people swimming and playing in the lake in between one on one chats.
The party wound down around four and Peter left with Patricia and, this time Melanie, as his passengers and they talked further about body language and being in a naked world.
Melanie had observed Peter’s efforts and commented that he had done well. She thanked Patricia for her help. She revealed to Peter that, despite his technical expertise, they had been a little concerned that he was going to be suitable as a senior member of the team.
This came as a bit of a shock to him. ‘So I was being tested then?
‘Yes it was a bit of a set up for you and many of the other staff I hope you don’t think we were being underhand but one purpose of today was to decide who to promote as lead technicians. Now I’ve told you that I’d better reveal that you have passed with flying colors. In the morning you will be getting a formal email offering you a leadership role in the A/C division both for training of staff and as technical expert. We will send you the full offer and details of the package tonight and if you agree you can start your new role on Monday.
Peter was excited and grinning. He grasped Melanie’s hand and thanked her enthusiastically. This distraction caused him a momentary lapse in attention to his driving. He receive a blast of air horns from a large semi.
Melanie burst out laughing. ‘Sorry I shouldn’t have told you until we stopped. Please don’t start telling people until tomorrow when you get the full offer. The may be things in it you won’t like.’
‘Did you know about this Patricia?’ Peter asked.
Patricia looked embarrassed. ‘Sort of. Mr Mc-Alastair did say he wondered how you were coping with nudity as several staff were having trouble, and could I help? He didn’t mention your career prospects though.’
I similarly assessed you when teaching you to service air con’s and in the way you dealt with customers. The latter without telling you so I’d better forgive you, especially since I passed and your training method was so delightful.’
‘OK thanks I was worried, and I’m glad you passed me too.’
Melanie hugged both of them by the shoulders., making David’s steering wobble slightly again. ‘Was it a good day for you both?’
‘Great,’ they both replied.
Peter dropped the two women at the depot where Patricia hugged him close and squeezed his but before heading for her old Nissan car.
Belinda hugged him too in a more discreet way pressing her breasts against him but avoiding lower body contact. She then went inside to meet with the rest of the management.
Peter made his way home feeling elated. He just hoped Sara would agree to make it up with him, then it would be really fantastic. How would he deal with tomorrow’s meeting with her? That was still a worry. He thought about it as he watered the veg plot and then sat worrying for some time. Eventually he dug some dinner out of the freezer and opening a beer turned on the TV.
The first thing he saw as the screen lit up was Sara. Nutech were still advertising their ‘Strip Down Sale’ and she was there a naked photograph of her at her workstation. He thought long and hard in a more practical way. Probably she was going to agree to meet him somewhere, should he dress as she had always known him in a tee shirt and shorts? Or should he go nude as he was now? Or just wear one of his new work tunics? Or???